Set against moonfall
30 December 2015
The fleeting travels
Of bees, birds and of fireflies
Across winter skies
The breath of Thunder
Bolting through the cloudy shroud
A blanket of stars
Bright the eerie nights
As shadows slink into lights
Waning mysteries
Dissolve the cobwebs
Spiders’ work will blow no more
Chilly winds of Toth
Slaves of yesterday
Rise to seasonal high tides
Spring will set them free
The smiles of morrows
Etched in infinity’s bluebells
Between bow and tie
Days will cut fabrics
Nights will stitch together hems
Of blackbirds new flags
Weeping in past tense
Hearts dawn to new reckonings
Upon sunlit paths
The sun will set blaze
A cross tidal waves that climb
Within Heart’s waters
Christen the daughters
Ivy, Jasmine, Mistletoe
The winding creepers
Shutters braced open
With all of Heart’s bright vessels
Golden beginnings
Of Gold the linings
Stained red with tinmen’s droplets
Vessels of Copper
Of thirteenth the month
A backdrop of new life’s roots
Set against moonfall
As Night turns to Day – Arcana
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